Getting darker stil. Managed to get radio contact with the Wabush Controller, who was about to go home. The good fellow understood my predicament. Said I'll put on the airfield's strobe and turn on the runway lights - Bless you! Lo and behold, here out of the dark this white and blue light starts twinking at me. SAVED BY THE BELL - THANK YOU. All I had to do now point the nose of my craft towards that life-saving light